The Bald M an and the Fly
By Aesop
There was once a Bald Man who sat down after work on a
hot summer’s day. A Fly came up and kept buzzing about
his bald pate, and stinging him from time to time. The Man
aimed a blow at his little enemy, but--whack--his palm
came on his head instead; again the Fly tormented him, but
this time the Man was wiser and said:
“You will only injure yourself if you take notice of
despicable enemies.”
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